AN UNCOMMON THOUGHT

"The real trick to life is not to be in the know, but to be in the mystery."

-Fred Alan Wolf

04 November 2011

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Life never answers.It has no ears and doesn't hear us;it doesn't speak, it has no tongue.It neither goes nor stays:we are the ones who speak,the ones who go,while we hear from echo to echo, year to year,our words rolling through a tunnel with no end.That which we call lifehears itself within us, speaks with our tongues,and through us, knows itself.As we portray it, we become its mirror, we invent it.An invention of an invention: it creates uswithout knowing what it has created,we are an accident that thinks.It is a creature of reflectionwe create by thinking,and it hurls into fictitious abysses.The depths, the transparencieswhere it floats or sinks: not life, its idea.It is always on the other side and is always other,has a thousand bodies and none,never moves and never stops,it is born to die, and is born at death.Is life immortal? Don't ask life,for it doesn't even know what life is.We are the ones who knowthat one day it too must die and return.